Has the sick and weak attack lost its horse today?

It was about nutritional injections, but in the end the doctor prescribed some other medicines for him to take along with him. Yan Gexu always refused to come to the hospital if he could, and it can be said that such cases of taking the initiative to review are rare. few.

It's just that the hospital today is really very noisy, which makes Yan Gexu regret his decision to hang water in the hospital.

At this moment, the husband and wife are arguing, and the children are crying because they are afraid of the injection. After a while, the nurse is rushing around the corridor without knowing which bed is wrong.

It is impossible to sleep anyway.

Yan Gexu's heart was ashamed, and he slumped on the makeshift hospital bed in the corridor for infusion like a corpse.

"You heartless brat, I'll pull you up with shit and pee, you've earned so much money, and you just want to change your broken leg, and it's impossible for you to pay for your mother to change to a single ward No?"

"You have no money? How can you have no money? You have money to buy that kind of useless fancy thing? No money to change to a better ward?"

"I don't care, if you don't change it for me today, don't even think about leaving! You don't know how loud the bed next door snored that night! I'm going to die, I'm going to die and you won't let me sleep An Shengjue!"

The ward opposite is lively enough.Yan Gexu turned over in pain, lay on his side and raised his arms to cover his ears slightly.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong inside, and the battlefield even affected Yan Gexu in the corridor. Yan Gexu felt something hit the infusion stand beside him, and the whole infusion stand shook. The small medicine bottle hanging on it There were also bumps and bumps, forcing Yan Gexu to raise his hand to support the shelf, and finally raised his eyes to take a look at the fierce battle inside.

Parked beside his bed was something Yan Gexu was very familiar with. It was a pen. There was originally a box with a transparent cover outside which he thought the texture was OK, but now it has been thrown to pieces.

It's just that this pen is theoretically supposed to be given to a certain child.

Yan Gexu frowned, got up with his infusion bottle, and walked to the door of the multi-person ward against the wall, just at the angle where he could see the "battle situation".

A child who was quite happy when he was separated from him was squatting on the ground with his back facing him, silently picking up the scattered books on the ground—the set of books he gave.

The back of the young man was oppressive and heavy, and the movement of picking up the book was extremely slow. Yan Gexu saw the trembling of the other's back, and seemed to be trembling slightly. He wanted to say, don't pick it up, it's not a big deal. That's it.

But he doesn't know if the other party wants to see him now, if the children regard him as an idol, they probably don't want to show this side to him.

Yan Gexuan sighed when he saw a nurse passing by with a cart, and helped to pick up the boxes and pens in the corridor, but he didn't say anything more, as if he had become accustomed to such a situation, and got used to it... I am too lazy to dissuade, or to the extent that dissuasion is useless.

Harsh reprimands sounded from inside again, it was the same as before, each sentence was getting worse.

"Your wings are stiff now, right? You can't even listen to what your mother says? Are you still picking up those broken books? What's the use of buying this kind of thing? Can it make money? Can it be eaten? Can it be used?"

Yan Gexu couldn't stand it, not because his book was belittled, but because he had never heard such a vulgar attitude towards literature. Yan Gexu admitted that his vision was limited, he was lucky, he was not poor, It is also incomprehensible for this attitude of evaluating literature with utilitarianism.

He stopped the nurse a little bit and asked, "Do you often make noise like this in there? Will it last for a long time?"

"I often make trouble like this. The patient has lived here for a long time, probably two or three years. There is something growing in his head. I can't tell whether his temper is like this or because of something growing. It's her son who is pitiful. A little bit, it’s okay if she’s not energetic. When she’s in better health, she’s always tossing and making noise. Other patients and family members have also complained several times. In the end, it’s her son who went to make amends and apologize. If you It’s too noisy, I’ll push the temporary hospital bed to another place for you.”

"It's okay, no need. I just asked." Yan Gexu's face darkened, but in the end he turned around and didn't look at it, planning to stay in the infusion hall instead.

Household affairs are difficult because they can't manage them for a while, even if he takes the children in and takes them away this time, what about next time?Everyone has their own way to go, and also has their own catastrophe to go through. In this world, there is nothing others can do to help except for self-crossing.

However, the look back made Yan Gexu deny himself in an instant.

fart!What can't help!

Yan Gexu directly pulled out the infusion needle on his hand, walked in a few steps faster, hugged the child who was curled up on the ground and pinched his legs in pain, and pressed the call bell at the bedside.

The nurse was also taken aback when she rushed over. The people on the ground were covered in cold sweat and clenched their teeth tightly. The entire left leg was convulsed violently, including the waist and hips, and a piece of the calf seemed to be disjointed.

"What's going on here?" the medical staff asked Yan Gexu who seemed to be the only one who knew.

"I don't know, I just saw him fall to the ground all of a sudden." Yan Gexu didn't dare to touch He Hengguang, but only pretended to protect him.

"He's just pretending. I just touched his artificial leg, but it didn't feel like it." The woman sitting by the bed not only didn't care about the people on the ground, but was even busy taking herself off.

A young girl on the hospital bed next to her finally couldn't stand it anymore, and explained aloud: "You kicked his legs on purpose, and you kicked him very hard. When he fell, he hit the corner of the cabinet, and his legs hit the foot of the bed."

Among all the chatter, only Yan Gexu reminded impatiently: "Then what should we do now?"

But when the medical staff wanted to check He Hengguang's condition, the other party resisted extremely, almost struggling, trying to hide under the hospital bed with hands and feet, but the two nurses couldn't hold him down.

His whole body was tense, and the tranquilizer couldn't get in for a while. Yan Gexu couldn't stand it anymore, so he hugged him tightly from behind and pressed him in his arms. It's an advantage to have long hands and feet, but Yan Gexuan His strength couldn't hold him for long, so Yan Ge continued to act as a horse doctor, whispering in his ear: "Hang Guang is obedient, don't move, Teacher Yan likes good children."

"Hey, don't move, you are so strong, if you really poke my chest with your elbow, I will be gone. Teacher Yan is very weak, remember?" Yan Ge continued to coax him softly.

Unexpectedly, the other party's struggling movements really stopped slowly, leaving only the spastic left leg with the prosthesis whose socket had been loosened, making a rattling sound on the ground, and the young man hugged Yan Ge tightly. He continued to hold his arms tightly, but he clenched his hands into fists and embedded his nails into his palms.

The medical staff stepped forward and rolled up his tolerance trouser legs to help him take off the loose prosthesis.

Yan Gexuan felt that the person in his arms was a little nervous, moving back and forth uneasily, so he covered his eyes with his hands and comforted him: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's okay, it will be fine soon, we don't watch .”

There was darkness in front of him, but He Hengguang found a little self-deceiving sense of security in the pain of ambiguity.A slow and steady heartbeat came from the chest he was leaning on, and Teacher Yan's voice lingered in his ears like a hallucination, but it seemed like a pretty good dream.

It wasn't until the injection of anticonvulsants and a small amount of sedation that the person in his arms completely softened.Yan Gexu was also sweating all over from nervousness, and sitting on the ground with the young man in his arms at the moment felt a little exhausted.

The woman on the bed seemed to be talking to him, but Yan Gexu didn't listen, or pretended he didn't hear it. It was no different from the noise after all. With the help of the nurse, the young man was sent to a temporary hospital bed. After being sent to another ward to rest, Yan Gexu leaned against the wall and stared at the boy's face for a long time before he managed to calm down and breathe.

The doctor asked Yan Gexu what was his relationship with the other party.

Yan Gexu hesitated for a while, and said: "It's a friend, I'll just watch him here, and I'll pay the bill later, so there's no need to contact family members."

As long as a child has a reliable family member, they should not be reduced to... such a situation.

He Hengguang's prosthetic was brought back by the nurse and placed beside him.Inside the rolled-up trouser legs is a worn and red stump, and above that is a slightly deformed and swollen knee. At Yan Gexu's level, it is impossible to tell whether it is internally rotated or externally buckled. Something is wrong.

He just felt that the child's legs might be inconvenient today, but he didn't expect it to be this inconvenient.I didn't think it was scary, but it looked so pitiful...

Now I was very honest when I was sleeping, my eyelashes trembled, as if I was having a nightmare, but Yan Gexu called his name softly, but there was no response from the other party, Yan Gexu reached out and touched the child's hand to confirm him Whether it was cold or not, he was gently held by the other party.

It's like a baby who always needs to hold something in his hand before he can feel at ease.

Forget it... Just hold it and hold it.

Yan Ge continued to silently recite three times in his heart "Others are angry, I am not angry, and when angry, there is no one to replace", but he still takes a step back and thinks more and more angry, why in the world there are such dog-chicken parents?

So He Hengguang woke up and opened his eyes to see the irritable Teacher Yan. He grabbed his face and asked him angrily: "Why are you swallowing your anger? You suffer when she bullies you? You just suffer when she bullies you." Don’t talk? Gritting your teeth and swallowing it when you feel wronged? She is arguing with you like this and you still work hard to make money to treat her? Ah! I’m so mad! Are you stupid? What is it?"

He Hengguang was confused by his scolding, because he was pulling his face, and his speech was vague, but Yan Gexu still heard the child say rather rudely: "It's all Teacher Yan."

"I think about it during the day, cry at night, and see Teacher Yan in my dreams."

He Hengguang narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said to himself, "I didn't expect to see the adult version of Mr. Yan in the daytime, and he can intelligently update the dream so soon."